i n g matriculating curves t w i s t quickly churning bending like w a t e r in a whirlpool with/ou t grrrravity as we sail on the stream of consciousness to another realm inside ourselves on our rainbow brain boat visiting tye-dye twilight night skies giggling wind PLAYING with our hair beginning to laugh like cats after discovering chicken it the fridge. We sing Hendrix Joplin Morrison Floyd Lennon and Shankar all the way to the shore of the island.